|Death: ||Mar. 29, 2006|
From Best Dawg Rescue, Inc. (DAWG) in Maryland:
Our beloved "Chocolate Mousse" whom we called "Mousse" left us on Wednesday, March 29, 2006.
We first met Mousse while taking another dog from the shelter. Mousse was being walked to the euthanasia room. When we saw him, we decided that one-way trip would not happen and got him out of there! We are so glad we did! That quiet dog turned out to be a fantastic, special dog beyond anything we anticipated.
Mousse apparently was considered an outside dog by the heartless people who dumped him at the shelter. Why did he have to live a life of neglect, then be abandoned? His rough, sunburned coat eventually turned a sleek, rich chestnut brown as he shed his past in all ways. What you noticed most of all were Mousse's shining eyes. They showed wisdom and grace, normally found in the eyes of older dogs who have had far better lives. Mousse's eyes also twinkled. He made up for a miserable past and enjoyed every moment of his new life.
Mousse couldn't wait to go to adoption shows. When a volunteer realized he was able to catch treats midair, the volunteer and Mousse soon had a regular game where she would shoot him small treats in rapid succession, to the delight of visitors and other volunteers. Our boy Mousse never missed a treat! He would dance back and forth for them.
Just a week before Mousse left us, he started limping. At first we brushed it off, thinking that he might have taken a misstep. When the limp didn't change, Mousse's foster mom took him to the vet, only to receive horrific news: Mousse had a sarcoma in his shoulder. Within days, the cancer rapidly moved to the lymph system and lungs.
Mousse was set free on a beautiful spring afternoon, comfortable in a soft bed of blankets. He was alert till the end, and even ate a few treats as if he knew that was the last time and he sure wasn't going to miss the opportunity.
When a dog dies in foster care, we are sad that the dog never found an adoptive home. Sadly, few visitors appreciated our amazing Mousse. But our volunteers did, and especially Mousse's foster mom who bragged about him and talked about her "best boy" all the time. When she was whispering to him as he was going to sleep, his tail kept thumping as he settled into her. Mousse found his home after all.
Created by: AngelWings
Record added: Apr 26, 2011
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